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053 Tanabata Encounter 2

"Vanilla, actually I don't have anything to pray for. Why don't you climb up to Qingyin Temple first, and then wait for me at the gate of the temple after praying."

Looking at the stairs extending straight upward, Lu Wushuang's legs began to weaken before she could climb them. Besides, she didn't believe in Buddhism, so how could she have the firm determination of Vanilla to climb up without taking a break in the middle of the journey.

"Okay." Vanilla thought thoughtfully. If my sister doesn't believe in Buddhism, even if she climbs up in one breath, it will be dishonest and useless.

In Huanhua's arms, she carried the ten taels of silver given to her by Lu Wushuang, and in her hands was a basket containing some incense candles and other things needed for burning incense. She followed several pilgrims and walked up to the hundred

Eighty-eight grids, a long staircase paved with bluestone.

Lu Wushuang wandered around the foot of the mountain for a long time, looking here and there, bought a few trinkets and put them in her colorful exquisite bracelet, and then climbed up to the Qingyin Temple halfway up the mountain.

The Qingxiang Temple on the mountain is filled with smoke and constant pilgrims. On the Qixi Festival, the incense is extremely prosperous.

In front of the temple, there is a luxuriant, hundreds-of-year-old pine tree. Its thick trunk requires at least a dozen adults to hold hands to hug it.

Lu Wushuang searched around in front of the temple gate, and there was no sign of vanilla. She guessed that vanilla might have gone into the temple to burn incense. She stood under the century-old pine tree and waited for a while, but she still didn't see vanilla coming out.

Wushuang couldn't stand any longer. She stepped across the high threshold of Qingyin Temple and planned to enter the temple to find some herbs.

As soon as he entered the temple, Lu Wushuang took a look and saw that there were many people standing in front of the Shi Po Xiang in the south. Everyone rushed to reach out and touch the Shi Po Xiang.

"Will Vanilla also be in front of Shi Po?"

With this thought, Lu Wushuang walked towards Shi Poxiang. Just when she left, Xianghua walked out of the Chen Shisi Empress Temple in the north with a bamboo basket in her hand, and walked outside Qingyin Temple without any stop.

go.

The two of them just passed each other.

"Touch the stone mother-in-law and seek a good marriage."

When approaching Shi Po Xiang, Lu Wushuang heard many young girls in their blooming years touching Shi Po Xiang and chanting in their mouths. She looked around, but still did not see Vanilla.

Just as he was about to leave, a misty flute sound came from afar with infinite sadness, hovering over Qingyin Temple as if telling a poignant and moving story.

Attracted by the sound of the flute, Lu Wushuang could not help but follow the sound of the flute.

After passing through the temple, Lu Wushuang walked straight in, crossed the back door of Qingyin Temple, and kept walking until she reached the edge of the cliff behind the mountain of Qingyin Temple.

On a protruding boulder on the edge of the cliff, a man in white clothes stood facing the cliff. The mountain wind blew his black hair and clothes flying. From a distance, he looked like an immortal who was about to become a flying immortal, elegant and illusory.

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He held the long flute and put it to his lips. He must have played the faint flute sound hovering over Qingxiang Temple.

Lu Wushuang stood a few steps away, quietly listening to the man in white playing the flute.

When the song ended, the man in white took the long flute away from his mouth and inserted it into his waist. He turned around gracefully and slowly, with an indescribable face.

His face is like beautiful jade, his eyes are like bright stars, his eyebrows are like lying silkworms, and his lips are like greased lips.

At first glance, he is like a perfect jade, gentle, subtle, but also cold.

"On Chinese Valentine's Day, is the girl alone?"

The intoxicating voice flowed out along with the cool mountain breeze and reached Lu Wushuang's ears.


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